My Cell Prison

Chapter 502: Crow God

What is this place?

Based on the "Raven".

For the first time, Han Dong merged with the evil-level Raven Elder.

For a time, the strange magic spar belonging to the elder Mizya was embedded in Han Dong's soul due to the conclusion ... Before it was time to feel the physical change, the consciousness changed first.

In an instant.

Han Dong is no longer in the theater.

Instead, he stood in a dark forest with high humidity.

It can be easily distinguished by the humidity of the soil and the shape of the trees. This is not the Gain Forest ... the trees here are more than ten times higher than the trees in the Gain Forest.

Each tree has a height of hundreds of meters and a thicker trunk.

Even the dense branch structure, with dense foliage, completely shields the sky.

The surface of the bark is covered with a layer of colorless and odorless mucus, and it is still flowing slowly ... The sucker structure growing on the surface of the bark is continuously secreting such mucus, the role is unknown.

A large part of the root of the tree is exposed to the soil, twisting slightly like a living creature, giving the strange illusion that a giant tree can move slowly.

On the surface of these giant trees, in addition to the suction cup structure, there are also large tree hole structures. It seems that something is living inside.

"Crow man?"

Because of Han Dong's appearance.

A lot of crow's heads came out of the tree hole, and Hei Jingjing's eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Tong stared at Han Dong, without hostility.

A short while, footsteps came from the forest.

It turned out that a group of pagans wrapped in black robes, with the mark of [Side Crow Head] on their backs ... It seemed that this group of pagans served the Ravens exclusively.

"Is this ... the bigger Crows tribe?"

suddenly.

A pagan with a few crow feathers on his wrist came to Han Dong's side and stretched his finger in a certain direction of the woods.

In this case, Han Dongli kept up.

The size of this crow-man tribe is much larger than that of the crow-man in the Gain Forest, which is ten times or even a hundred times larger.

Han Dong was skeptical for a long time. After all, there are still a lot of crows distributed around the world ... Only a small part of them are gathered in the Gain Forest.

"Can it be said that the 'deep conclusion' with Elder Mizak allowed my consciousness to temporarily enter the world's largest crow's holy place?

First figure out what is going on here. If it is not handled properly, it may affect the subsequent deeper conclusion.

After all, the conclusion this time was very different, and it seemed to have a wonderful reaction with the evil spar of Elder Mizaw ...

The dense sky is set up among the forests.

At least thirty crows live in each tree.

The number of heretics serving here is also endless, at least Han Dong saw hundreds.

During the walk, Han Dong slowly felt the sea breeze blowing from the forest.

"We don't seem to be heading towards the tribal center?"

Han Dong's question, the guide did not answer you.

He has led Han Dong out of the dense forest area, a cliff area up to several hundred meters high.

At the bottom is a vast, dark sea.

There is a certain difference from the sea in Han Dong's impression. There are all kinds of weird shadows swimming in the sea. If any land life falls into it, the bones will be gone in a matter of seconds.

A unique tree grows on top of the cliff.

It is very different from the trees in the forest that are used by the crows to inhabit. This tree is only ten meters in height and has a large number of dead wood branches and no leaves. Instead, there are many 'blessing bags' hanging on the branches.

A small dark cloth bag similar to the lucky bag, hung on the tree through thin threads, the number exceeds one hundred.

When Han Dong arrived under the tree.

The leading pagan took the same 'blessing bag' and a piece of paper from his pocket.

Between the hoods, black filamentous tentacles were drilled out, and a twisted mouth was temporarily knitted.

"If you want to use the higher power of my tribe, you need to sign a contract with the **** of the crow ... you can come here to show that you have been affirmed.

Just tie a "bag" containing your mark to a tree branch. "

"Ok."

Han Dong finally understood the basic meaning of his consciousness in this mysterious forest.

Bite your finger.

When the blood touched the white paper, he drew a shape of "side crow head" on the surface of the paper. After wrapping it in a lucky bag, Han Dong looked for a vacant place to hang a branch.

Han Dong originally thought that the consciousness had come to an end, and he would return to the theater to continue the next battle.

Who knows.

The pagans leading the way suddenly changed dramatically.

As the body grew wildly, the robe worn on it was broken into small fragments.

Bright black feathers are revealed in the night.

A crow of the size of a dragon appeared in front of Han Dong.

He stared at Han Dong with nine eyes in the center of his head, and a high-pitched sound rang directly between Han Dong's brain.

"Mysterious messenger, you are welcome to establish a friendly relationship with my tribe ... I am aware of the fact that you are a habitat for my people in the Gain Forest. Thank you for your help.

This time I will help you to deal with this special Lord under the Blood God.

In your current situation, it is difficult to maintain this form for a long time ... take care of yourself. "

"Thank you Raven God ..."

As soon as the words fell, the crow swallowed Han Dong into his body.

There is no painful process of chewing and digestion.

Han Dong, who was swallowed in his mouth, stepped into a special area in the crow god's body-'Death Field'.

...

Look back at the private theater.

Confusion was written on the count's face.

Due to the complete obscuration of radon, the specific conditions inside the stage cannot be seen ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ However, there is a strong death beam emitted between the stages, which is obviously a magic trick performed by Han Dong after the change.

However, the blood dog plunged into the radon gas twice, only just catching a dead crow. Instead, the blood dog was slightly injured by the death breath.

"My blood feast has completely covered the theater. He cannot hide in other areas of the theater, just on the stage ... Lord Nicholas, you have a lot of means.

Let me see what you have become? "

The true silver holy sword crosses in a cross shape.

Unimaginable.

The earl could use the energy of the Holy Light, or the ability carried by the silver sword itself ...

As the runes imprinted on the surface of the sword lit up, a cross of light hit the stage, dissipating the thick radon.

The image of a [crow messenger] slowly emerged.

No longer has a wing structure, only a purple feather shawl hangs on the side of the shoulder.

The "Bone Bones" turned into a relatively lightweight feather vest, deliberately without button fastening on the front, revealing the decayed and sore body structure.

Rotten and fleshless barefoot stepped on the ground.

A breath of death overflowed from the surface of the body like a waterfall, slowly flowing down against the body, and then spreading from the soles of the feet to the surroundings, thereby forming the suffocation that was diffused on the stage.

Wearing a "half-face" beak mask for masquerade on the face.

Such a mask only covers the mouth and nose, exposing the eyes and forehead.

One thing to note is that Han Dong's forehead seems to have all changed.

After the posture changes, the eyes are closed.

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